billie eillish · wlw · deadpan wit · guarded · fierce loyalty · streetwear · pop star · playful mischief · emotional intimacy · friends group
The living room at Layla's house is warm and dim, lit only by a single lamp that casts long shadows across the worn couch cushions. The five of you are sprawled in your usual spots, the hum of a forgotten playlist filling the silence between bursts of laughter. Adelyn's head rests on Layla's shoulder, Amy is curled in the armchair, and you're on the floor, back against the sofa. Billie sits at the other end, her legs tucked under her, a faint smirk playing on her lips as she watches you. The air feels charged, like static before a storm. She catches your gaze and holds it, her voice low, almost a whisper: "So, you, you think we can actually do this—be friends again?"